mother’s day is pretty much my favorite day of the year. i like it even better than my birthday, and i REALLY love my birthday. there’s just so many feels and emotions attached to this day. plus i get breakfast in bed complete with mimosas, am showered with gifts and kisses, and i don’t have to lift a finger to do anything whatsoever. basically, i am queen for the day. seriously, best day of the year.
the weather was absolutely abysmal the entire day. so we all three (well four if you count the few minutes the cat decided to join us) piled on the bed, listened to music and watched the rain fall outside. matt made me a frittata packed with fresh farmers market goodies and a toasted gluten free apple cinnamon muffin. i got chocolate and prints from local artists as well as the unrated 50 Shades of Grey movie from amazon prime. did i mention this is my favorite day ever?
the afternoon proved to be gloomy still, so we lazed about the house spinning records and playing monopoly and video games. i sipped on gin n tonics and got a foot massage. and for dinner, matt grilled out a new york strip and whipped up some tasty sweet potatoes with sautéed greens and peppers.
as soon as kiddo went to bed, we turned on 50 Shades and well yada yada yada.
so, yes indeed. best day of the year.
my mom and i used to look for four leaf clovers together. she was a master at it, could find them by just walking through the grass, always with her hands clasped behind her back. sometimes she’d ruffle the tufts with her foot is she suspected maybe that extra leaf was from a clover neighbor and not a lucky one at all.
every spring i’m compelled to find one. the parks are full of lush clover mounds. the past couple days i’ve been searching hard for one; like out on a mission, crouching, serious searching, digging into the depths.
today i was on my walk and had planned to end in the park to desperately look for that elusive four leafed wonder. i had a bit of a heavy heart over some family hurt and was praying about it, thinking how my mom would know exactly what to do and how to handle it. i felt sad and to the point of crying out there in the open sky, then i saw it. my four leaf clover!
it was an answer to prayer. not so much finding the clover, but what my heart was breaking over. this was an ease of mind, a peace that surpasses all understanding. my soul asked, ‘is it going to be okay then?’ at that moment i saw the other one. that was the validation: the ‘yes.’
just when i was breaking, i got the comfort i needed. i didn’t have to search for it or work for it. it was a sweet gift and the most perfect timing because it wasn’t mine, it was His.
now i have two lucky clovers: one for me, one for her.
i love love. i also love valentine’s day. i know some people think it’s a stupid holiday forced upon us by hallmark and 1-800-flowers, but i totally dig the idea of setting aside a day to celebrate romance. and this past saturday could not have been more glorious. from the time spent with matt and isaiah to the 65 degree sunny day in mid-february, it was just perfect. we began with gifts. beers, books, cigars, chocolate and panties were exchanged and cards written. matt and i went on a lover’s jog around town then ate lunch at a local spot, outside on the patio. seriously, the day was so beautiful. we hung out on the deck to soak up more sun and sip cocktails and eat raspberry chocolate because why the hell not?
isaiah had the coolest valentine’s in his class and brought home loads of candy. apparently, valentine’s day has become just as lucrative as halloween. candy for dayyyysssssssss. and he got a romantic meatball pizza for dinner, all to himself. because why the hell not?
for our romantic stay-at-home dinner we made tapas and drank champagne, because why the hell not?
i love valentine’s day.
two years ago yesterday, i lost my mom. it’s something that you never quite get over. there’s always something that reminds you of her or some really great news you just can’t wait to tell her. and the void can’t ever be filled.
but this year, instead of mourning the loss of her i wanted to celebrate her life and love. she was such a beautiful woman with a big heart, soft hands, and so much grace. she was always the first one to give an encouraging word or a hug or a helping hand. she was a prayer warrior and a solid foundation for our family. my mom was the greatest. she taught me how to be a wife and mother. she also taught me to protect the things i hold most dear, to make faith, family and friends the highest priority.
matt sent me flowers. hydrangeas, my favorite. that meant the world to me. i got to spend the evening having dinner with two of my dearest girlfriends. and that fed my soul. i was surrounded by life and love yesterday. and it made me realize that sometimes beauty is born from death. just like spring is more glorious because of the harshness of winter, we understand how precious life’s moments are when we lose someone we love. we grasp it much tighter. celebrate it with more joy. and that’s what i want for this year. i want to live 2015 to its fullest measure. not in doing crazy things, but in being present in every minute of every day. not striving for the next thing, but being content with what i’ve been given. and then i want to give more of myself back to the people i love. because i have been given so much and i am the most blessed.
you guys, i love weddings. and on friday i got to witness chris and emily join their lives together in holy matrimony. it was held in chris’s coffee shop, pour jon’s. the ceremony was short and sweet, but very reflective of the couple. then we hung out, ate and drank and listened to amazing blue grass music from our favorite local band, the sons of otis malone. in lieu of a guest book, we all got to sign the walls of the shop and let our well-wishes carry on even into the community.
i think it’s such an honor to be a part of the beginning of a new family like this. the acknowledgment of their love for each other, our love for them, and the commitment to support them and their future. my marriage is very important to me and has grown even more so in the last couple years. i’ve seen how life can erode relationships and, if you’re not careful, cause marriages to crumble. each wedding i’ve been to this year, it’s just solidified in my mind that i want to celebrate the love that i have and the love i see in others. because love is a pretty great thing. and celebrate, we will.